The beach isn’t the only place where beautiful moments happen.
San Francisco Bay area \ On a Friday night
On my last day, I woke up and packed up my things, checked out of the hotel, and started saying my goodbyes to Texas as I drove to downtown Dallas. These awesome Houston-ites had traveled to Dallas, booked a night at the W hotel, AND booked a trolley ride for the session. Our very own trolley ride. I was SO impressed with Wendi’s planning and so excited to photograph them in their room. The W hotel always has something amazing up it’s sleeve.
Side note : Wendi had emailed me as soon as I announced that I was heading to Dallas, and told me that she had just shaved her head for St. Baldricks (breast cancer awareness). We decided she could rock a shaved head – and SHE SO DID. I am so impressed with her for this reason.
As soon as I met them I knew we would have a high energy, high personality session, and I jumped right into it. They were still very snuggly in their pajamas and had ordered room service pancakes which had arrived just before me. After I photographed them in their room it was time for a quick change and drive over to the trolley car for a tour around the city. I have been obsessed with trolley’s since my youth, when I fell in love with them in San Francisco. So this was an extra special treat for me.
It was really just a great way for me to end the trip, on a relaxing trolley ride with a really cool and funny group of people to get to know.
This weekend was so good for me in so many ways, and I look forward to doing more.
Planning a San Francisco trip mid July, email me for details!
I drove straight from the last session to this one, sucking down an iced tea and tossing trail mix into my mouth the whole way. My drives between each session were so invigorating to me. Big blue sky, windows down, directions on my iPhone, country music on the radio, anticipation.
I walked in to their home to the smell of chocolate cupcakes baking, and took in the curious family at the door greeting me. I was immediately taken back by the eyes of both of these girls, and saw that they were possibly unsure or nervous of what to expect out of me. So I asked if I could see their rooms – and we bonded, MAJORLY, over American Girl dolls and music and hair. It broke the ice and from then on everyone was comfortable with my camera.
Mom worked on the pizza while we started, and then we all came downstairs for lunch and cupcake decorating. We ended with hanging out on their back patio, and turning on the sprinklers in the backyard. The conversation flowed between us so intensely that at times I forgot I was supposed to be there to photograph them – I was so pulled to want to talk, and listen. Mom and Dad moved here from Brazil, and everyone had the most beautiful accents and names and laughs.
They sent me off full – from the pizza, the cupcakes, and their lovely energy.